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About Me

Garrett Crosby likes music, making art, making films, quantum mechanics, some chemistry, psychology, literature, poetry, mountains, nature in general, my cat and friends cats, swimming in rivers, spending time in big caves, playing with my new sampler, stop motion animation, cowboy shirts, my overpriced shoes from europe, traveling, traveling, traveling, g2 pens, people watching, and over hearing bits of conversations .

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 6/4/2006
Band Website: ultimategarrett1.deviantart.com/gallery/
Band Members: .. boomp3.com
Influences:Radiohead, Mojave 3, Elliott Smith, Sun Kil Moon, Jan Svankmajer, The arcade fire, Animal Collective, Nick Drake, Iron and Wine, The Red House Painters, Bonnie "Prince" Billy, Louis Wain, Frida Kahlo, Salvador Dali, Arcimbaldo, Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock, Erik Satie, K. Pendrecki, The brothers Quay, Terry Riley, Godspeed You Black Emperor!, The Kronos Quartet, Panda Bear, Avey Tare, Soy Beans, Lewis Caroll, AH, AT, Daniel Pinchbeck, and to many others to name
Sounds Like: Boring acoustic music. Until I upload my new work with the sp-404. then it will be ambient bliss.
Record Label: Bad Heir Day
Type of Label: None

My Blog

2nd and 3rd chapters (maybe)

2: Earth 2236 You will be happy to know they invented the perfect drug, well...maybe. A few wealthy and privileged individuals are able to avoid the haze so commonly experienced by the general public....
Posted by sun sponge on Thu, 04 Sep 2008 08:16:00 PST

Mercury Maze: chapter one-a transformation

Mercury Maze1: A Transformation Sajik dropped to one knee, maintaining body structure; his shape was surprisingly human, with the only exceptions being his lengthy digits and vertically elongated head...
Posted by sun sponge on Thu, 04 Sep 2008 06:05:00 PST

Map of a Mind (a new poem)

The road was very vacant, stretching indefinitely, and it made a crucifix 100 yards away. His white knuckles were taught,a vice on the green glass.He sent the bottle spiraling into the air; it met the...
Posted by sun sponge on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 03:13:00 PST

The Buzzard

The Boy stumbled up the trail chasing vain and adolescent hopes,stopping once he approached a bridge made of forest wood atop two large rocks.The sky burned like a thousand fires glinting behind a sta...
Posted by sun sponge on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 06:35:00 PST